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Brown-red hair fluttered in the wind as a girl about the age of 14stood on top of a hill in the middle of the Vally of Silence. The battle was over: Lilith had lost to the Circle of Six; the six chosen by Morrigan to lead a war. Her deep green eyes were staring out into the void, know the war wasn't over. She would strike again, she just knew it. But, for now, Geall was safe, and that's all that mattered... right? Wrong. Though thousands of vampyres were killed, not all of them were. They would return, coming back with more poer than before. In a new genaration, too. A slender, tan hand entangled itself around a thin silver chain that held a pendant of a curled up dragon with red eyes.
"AuRon... father... I won't fail you," her thin, mournful voice was carried by the breeze, to the ears of a nearby vampire. The moon shone down on her as she looked to where she sensed the evil.
"Well, well, well," the voice cooed, a figure creeping from the shadows to join that silky voice. "Who's out here, alone, in the dark night, eh?" The was a boy, around the age of 16, stepped out of the shadows to bath in the dim light of the moon. He had jet black hair that was messy atop a tan, lean face with blue, gleaming eyes. And behind those gleeful eyes was a demon's hunger for blood.
She looked at him straight in the eyes, locking them with his. "A name is what you wish, demon?" She asked, turning fully to him. "Aurriiyon, daughter of AuRel."
The vampyre gave a sickening, fullhearted laugh, throwing his head back. "AuRel is a dragon's name!" He said, turning his searing gaze back to her.
"Yes," she said, her eys now gleaming with amusement. "it is." Suddenly, from her exposed shoulderblades, large, black Dragon wings came, her eyes turning to slits. "Aurriiyon... DragonWarrior my Givin Name(NameOccupation/Being)."
The vampyre looked at her. Not with fear, but with a cool, ready look in his eyes. "So I have found you... at last," he said, the smirk on his lips showing one of his long, sleek fangs. "My name is Lucious, and I've come for you, Aurriiyon DragonWarrior." He bowed, and extended his hand. "We've been chosen by Morrigan to be the next Circle of Six."
She took a step back, looking at him as if he just said that the world was about to be eaten by a messed up frog that was about 3 inches tall (lolz).
"The years must've destroyed your brain! The battle just ended, how can the new genaration..."
"Ah, but the battle has started up again. Though, 'tis not Lilith how calls the battle. My sire... Dante," he stood up straight, looking down at her. Her shoulder-length hair bellowed in the breeze still. Her long-sleeve, open-back strap shirt lifted a bit from how her arms were positioned, giving him a good view of her jutting hip bones and tones stomach. He gave a smirk at that. She noticed his stare, and stood up straight, blushing a little bit.
"'Tis ever thus, I am ringed by preverse thought." She siad under her breath, looking away.
"Look, where we're going, I suggest you not speak Old English." She siad, gipping her wirst and pulling her into him, wrapping his strong arm around her lithe waist. "You're coming with me, my dear, whether you want to or not." She thrashed a bit, trying to push him back and away, trying to pry herself from his gaze... and bitting range.
"Unhand me, demon!" She cried, finally pushing him away, and reaching for the Morrigan's Cross at her neck. "Did Morrigan send you?"
"Yes."
"She sent you for me?"
"Yes."
She stayed quiet, dropping her cross and putting it back around her neck. "OK. I shall trust you... for now. Where are we going, though?"
"We're going to Austrailia."